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Narrator POV
This issue started well over a thousand years ago when the magic in the world was hidden for over decades decided to start something a culture that led to the wizarding world that led so magical creatures but even though magic herself created these witches and wizards they found ways to part themselves from each other good and bad right and wrong and magic couldn't do anything about it although she tried to show that her power that what she was was not good or evil the people that she had created did not listen.....Third person POV
Harry had woken up four times in the last hour the fifth time he woke up he looked at the clock on the shabby thing that that was his bedside table 3:00 a.m. again his sleep schedules are charismatic this he knew it was always changing but he never woke up this much in 1 hour on a bad day he could understand but the date prior was a relatively good day his relatives were out all day which meant Harry was left alone to do as he pleased as long as he got the chores he was set to do doneSo why was this night so bad Harry side rolling over on his bed and pulling the too thin excuse for a blanket tighter around himself squeezing his eyes shut and hoping that he would just fall asleep of course he didn't and that aggravated him like a lot of things. he could feel it in the way his magic Tangled within his body he could feel it in the way his hands instinctually bald into fist it was like puberty all over again except all of the emotions were replaced by anger
When Harry finally got to sleep he was rudely awakened by his aunt at 4:00 "get up boy"she screeched tugging the blanket off of him Harry side inwardly this was going to be a long day he thought to himself as he got up his aunt quickly left the room her parting words being that he needs to hurry up and get food started. Harry walked over to the small dresser that kept most of his belongings and pulled out and oversized shirt was one of the dudley's old shirts of course he pulled it on before making his way of downstairs to get breakfast started when he was done preparing breakfast he set the table and started on cleaning any dishes he needed to by the time he was done uncle vernon and dudley were downstairs already sitting at the table and petunia had just sat down to join them. they set and ate like a happy family while Harry took the stairs carefully avoiding the ones that creaked so not to aggravate his uncle so early in the morning back upstairs to his room
Once his uncle and Aunt had left for work he went downstairs to collect his list of chores to do today but before he could grab the list dudley snatched it from where it was sitting " not so fast Potter "his cousin said waving his finger in front of Harry's face
Harry's temper quickly began to rise but he pushed it down and taking a breath "what is it now dudley" he asked half hoping his cousin would just hit or tell him he's trash then leave him alone to so he could get to work " well for starters his cousin "started you can go upstairs and clean my room my friends are coming over later and I don't want them to think I live like a pig" Harry snorted under his breath at the irony of the statement apparently he didn't hide it well because his cousin's face quickly turned a horrific shade of scarlet "you laughing at me Potter" he asked voice dripping with anger " no no I would never" Harry said still trying to contain his laughter
As expected his cousin ignored what he had said and instead shoved him backwards " I'll be the one laughing at the end of the day mark my words" he said before storm you upstairs and slamming his room door Harry let out a heavy sigh realizing that in his cousins angry he forgot to give him back the list he would just have to do what he normally does and hope that Uncle Vernon wouldn't notice so he went about doing his regular chores weeding the garden the vacuuming the floors sweeping the porch tending to the flowers and all the other chores he had before he knew it was almost sunset and he was working in the garden it was not quite night yet but close to it
He sat up on his knees for a quick second to wipe his sweat when someone fisted their hand in his hair and tugged harry yelled in surprise and pain as he was dragged backwards when the person seemed satisfied with the pain they caused him they let him go or more like they threw his head forward so he had to catch himself on his hands he whipped around to see who it was . Not surprisingly it was his cousin and his horde of friends harry sighed before standing up and turning to them " do you need something" he asked patients running thin already " yeah actually" dudley said in a sickly sweet tone"me and my friends usually go sit at this place in the woods but today when we went there there was a dead fox" dudley says" we were wondering since you're already cleaning up the yard would you move it for us" he finished asking his question smiling at Harry as if they were the best of friends
Harry wasn't stupid he knew this was not a request but a demand a nodded " lead the Way Big d " he said and dudley did they walked for at least 20 minutes in the woods before coming to an opening that had a small Creek beside it harry looked around and was not surprised to find that there was no dead fox when he turned around back to the group he was shoved stumbling backwards he fell right into the creek his glasses had fallen off during his fall so he couldn't really see anything other than blurs but he can hear the people around him were laughing he sighed standing up "real funny " he muttered under his breath Harry has determined that he should get better at whispering because again dudley heard exactly what he said " oh you think so well here's something even more funny".
And with that harry was pushed back into the creek but this time face first his head was smashed on one of the large rocks in the creek he let out a grown as the impact shot waves of pain through his skull but that didn't seem to stop dudley as his head was repeatedly slammed into the Rock until he could barely think over the pain dudley let him go and harry and immediately fell to his side clutching his head he didn't have time to process what just happened before dudley and his friends started kicking him soon enough everywhere on his body felt like it was on fire with pain it didn't help that cold water splashed all over him with every impact after a painstakingly long time dudley and his friends got bored and walked off laughing and harry just lay there for what felt like forever in pain apparently he had passed out because when he opened his eyes again it was dark he set up slowly head still reeling from earlier's attack he slowly lifted his hand up to touch his face trying to make sure there wasn't any serious damage his hand almost like instinct went to his scar which where there it was the oh so famous scar but now in its place was a much longer scar that stretch down through his eyebrow and over his right eye
Harry sat there for a few seconds before unbridled rage filled him it hit him so suddenly it hurt because of course this just had to happen he was already struggling to hide the scar now it reach the cross his bloody face he slides his hand in the grass looking for his glasses still not being able to see when he found them he picked them up and put them on ignoring the broken glass he would have to ask hermione to fix them for him finally able to see again well not really harry looked around he could see perfectly fine he couldn't say the same for his right eye where once was clear vision now was nothing not even darkness it took him a minute to realize what that meant he was fucking blind in his right eye most likely to do from the scar that now stretched across it somehow that made him angrier if it was even possible but he bottled his anger up pushing it down the only thing he could feel was numbness deciding that he had enough of sitting in the creek he decided to try got up
He slowly got to his feet swaying a bit he attempted to balance himself but apparently the impact to his head did more than ruin his face and eyesight because he soon found himself passing out again but this time when he woke he wasn't in the woods or in the atrocious room the dursley's had "gifted" him no he was at Gringotts
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